You know, I always had a slightly uneasy feeling about you, Barnes1.

I could never put my finger on exactly what it was, but now I know.

You're a mocker.

It was so painfully obvious the whole time.

Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:"
"She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."